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Thursday, 24 September 2009

arrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh

Frickin frakkin flying ducks hippo spittle bandicoots.

Cellulitis. Again. With 4 days of work left. I do not have the words for my level of frustration and cranky. Oh wait, yes I do: "2 pizzas please".




It looks like a bug bite or something - if you invert it, it's way cool:



Just a tiiiiiny little pinprick, but that just fucks my weekend. No walking, leg elevated = no work Fri, no family wedding Sunday.



Many rude words.